How much simpler
It would be
To want
To be someone's
One and only
How much easier
It would be
To wish
To be someone's
Destination
The last dinner date
The last butterflies
In the belly
Waiting for them
To respond
The last I Love You
How much simpler
It would be
But I wasn't made for this
I was made for
The hard road
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